Ashwick Bad Boys

Chapter Four: The bad boy won't leave me alone

 “Fifteen minutes late,” Mr. O’Leary glanced at his watched, impressed. “I think that’s the earliest you three came to class.”

The Blake brothers smirked, walking towards their seats. Some classmates hid behind their books trembling, while others stared at them with lust and wistfulness. The girls of Ashwick high have either slept with them and want more or wish that they would take them. It wasn’t a secret that the Blake brothers don’t date, but that doesn’t stop the girls from trying or leaving with a broken heart.

The whispers of the Blake brothers’ sex life had all the females talking, heck any bad boy or player had them panting for a taste of them or more, which only added to their already lustful and dirty minds. Only a few managed to tame their wild hearts and live to tell the tale.

Roxy froze when the Blake brothers walked towards her. Her hands tighten around her chemistry book. Please lord, don’t sit next to me; Roxy silently prayed. “No such luck, great.” Roxy muttered under her breath. Roxy glanced towards them as two of the brothers sat behind her, while Trent the asshole sat next to her.

The one known as Trent was larger than she remembered, the way his white T-shirt under his leather jacket made her mouth water. Not to mention his jeans; that hung around his perfect body, snuggling tightly around the important parts, and loose around everywhere else. Roxy could feel her mouth water as she stared at Trent, shifting her eyes towards his brothers, Roxy’s mouth almost dropped open. Damn they are hot! Too bad their idiot of a brother was a jerk that just means the other two were probably the same. She thought sadly.

The other two wore a similar hair style. Short on the sides but a few inches shorter, combed backwards. And don’t forget about their eyes. Their green eyes were toxic; a bright jaded green that had a hint of smoky and exotic black flecks in them, no wonder the girls around Ashwick high were lusting after them. One brother wore a gray t-shirt while the other wore black. The triplets were massive in size, but the one that wore black was the largest. He looked far scarier than his brothers; due to his, don’t mess with me look. The one that wore a gray shirt had a wicked playful smirk on his face, as the girls practically drooled; as he walked by. As for Trent he walked like he knew he was hot and didn’t mind the female population checking him out.

Focus girl! Roxy shouted in her mind. They are trouble. Make that trouble, as in the triple threat; bad boy, player and yummy for their own good. Roxy grumbled. Trying her best to focus on her Chemistry book, event through she didn’t care what it said.

Trent grinned, sitting down next to Roxy who was glaring at him from the corner of her eyes. “Hey sweetheart,” Trent leaned back in his chair. His brother’s snickered, getting curious glances from the other students.

Turning her face slightly, to stare at Trent, Roxy flashed her brown chocolate eyes in annoyance. “I am not your sweetheart,” she hissed. Clenching her book even tighter, her fingers became a shade lighter.

Trent chuckled. “Princess?” He arched his eyebrow, loving how he affected Roxy.

Roxy whipped her head towards Trent, facing him, her anger spiking. “I am not your sweetheart, Princess, or any other endearing pet names. Get it through your thick skull; I DO NOT LIKE YOU.” Roxy bit out the last part, to get her point across. “Now, will you please shut up and leave me alone, some of us are here to learn.”

“Damn, bro, she told you,” Tristan laughed his eyes sparkling playfully, nudging Tyson who was rolling his eyes.

“Shut up!” Roxy hissed over her shoulder before turning her attention back to the front.